Synthetic Life

Synthetic Life

Where have we reached?
What have the false saints preached?
Frightful sights are yonder
Skipped beats make one ponder

Abundance in the midst of misery
Elation ensconced in the weary
Beauty sitting pretty on synthetic
Glazed eyes convincingly empathetic

Talks of imbalance are doing rounds
Ideas abuzz to break fresh ground
Knowledge, skills, techniques abound
The smart always have solutions around

Between all this a quiet presence
Supreme wisdom centred in essence
Balances perfectly in complete quiescence
Whether you listen or do not listen

Miracles are the stuff of its weal
‘Amen’ proffered to any sincere appeal
Love it sows in arid fields
Equality and dignity the staves it wields

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Albina & The Birds Of Paradise

Albina & The Birds Of Paradise

Somewhere within my cerebral cortex
Lies a lobotomized lullaby that lingers like a foul, frantic phantom
Echoing more as gentle fowls parade the open ended sky

Listen carefully… its beautifully tormenting

Having nightingales sing memories of this known belle
Who I might add, absent of effort, caused my cerebellum to malfunction
For in a moment I fell, and nevermore it felt, that I was to fly without her

Yet the story goes, those ravens tend to know, more than this old broken crow

As in a time we glided as two doves intertwined
A picture in some eyes eternally benign, thus divine
The heliocentric couple crippled by a gap in time
Although, we had hope and a love that still makes me sigh

Reminiscent… is the lamented cardinal coded passion….

Therefore, if ever such a thing was restored
It would breathe joy onto paradise, as well as to the heavens above
Seeing as how she that gives happiness is your name, and the fault was surely mine to claim

So, Swallows feather the sparrow swift as it makes a winged descent…
The avian aerial flock majestic together aesthetic in the art of soaring beyond that horizon
Graceful you all shamelessly seem… just like her…Elegant, just like my Albina shall forever be

~ Paradise’s Poet ~

Also at: Tony Yang’s post on his blog

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Chandramukhi

Chandramukhi

Chandramukhi,
I love you, I love you, Chandramukhi,
Your moon-like face,
I love you, love you,
I love you, love you, Chandramukhi,
A lassie just like the fair white moon,
Fair and full moon,
A white jasmine under the moon-light,
A maiden so sweet and lovely,
Redolent and charming
Just like, just like the moon,
Fair and full moon,
Chandramukhi,
Chandramukhi my love,
Chandramukhi my dream,
I love you, love you, Chandramukhi,
I like you, like you, Chandramukhi,
I love you, love you, Chandrmukhi.

A lassie like, a lassie like the silvery white moon,
Fair and full moon
Shining over,
Over the hills,
The hilly ranges,
A jasmine, jasmine blooming somewhere
And fragrant during the night-time,
A white belli bloom
Or an icy white rajanigandha bloom,
A white champa or a gandharaj
Or kaaminis white,
Seulis scattered around
Misty and pretty, but fragrant.

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In Search of Radha

In Search of Radha

In search of Radha,
Where have I come to
In search,
Search of Radha,
Radha-Radha on my lips,
In search of her,
Where have I come to
That Radha-Radha on the lips,
Lips of mine,
You are my life, Radha,
You are my heart, Radha,
You are my soul, Radha,
How, how to live,
Live without you, Radha,
My murali you,
The tuning of it too, Radha?

You are my life, Radha,
You are my soul, Radha,
You are my breath,
You are my heart,
You are my pulsation,
Radha,
O, how,
O, how to live without you,
Radha,
You my flute,
My one-holed murali
And without you,
How, how to break the tunes
Of the melodies?

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The Wheel of Time

The Wheel of Time

The Wheel of Time,
The Wheel of Time keeps,
Keeps it rotating,
Rotating,
The Wheel of Time
of Kaal, Samay, Ghadi,
Of Age, Time, Watch,
Time, Time which is
Neither yours nor mine,
Time, Time which is
Neither mine nor yours,
Time Time,
The time of earth,
Human life on it,
History of earth,
Life and man
On this earth.

The Wheel of Time,
The Wheel of Time keeps,
Keeps it rotating,
Rotating,
Denoting an age gone by,
The time,
The human time
Lived and gone by not,
But Cosmic Time,
Mechanical not,
Metaphysical Time.

The Wheel of Time,
The Wheel of Time keeps it rotating,
Rotating and rounding
Covering
And completing its diurnal course
Of it
Which it is beyond man
And his comprehension of mind,
Time, time mechanical not,
But time, Time Cosmic,
Time, Greater Time,
Creational Time.

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